Sport, Like All Of Life, Is About

You Get Very Tired, And There Was A Certain Amount Of Pain And You Slow Up. Your Legs Are So Tired That You Are In Fact Slowing. If You Don't Keep Running, Keep Your Blood Circulating, The Muscles Stop Pumping The Blood Back And You Get Dizzy.

Your Spikes, Which Were Really Quite Long Then, Would Catch The Material Of The Track And Your Shoe Would Get Heavier. I Was Simply Filing Them Down And Rubbing Some Graphite On The Spikes, So That I Thought I Would Run More Effectively.

It Is The Brain, Not The Heart Or Lungs, That Is The Critical Organ.

If I Faltered, There Would Be No Arms To Hold Me And The World Would Be A Cold And Forbidding Place.

We Run, Not Because We Think It Is Doing Us Good, But Because We Enjoy It And Cannot Help Ourselves...the More Restricted Our Society And Work Become, The More Necessary It Will Be To Find Some Outlet For This Craving For Freedom. No One Can Say, 'you Must Not Run Faster Than This, Or Jump Higher Than That.' The Human Spirit Is Indomitable.